The three biggest sumos in the locker room come up to you and scowl. They aren't willing to back down and they also don't want you to destroy any more of the place. Though even as they get into position, you notice that they still do seem pretty unsure of themselves. That was fair since you were bigger than all of them and even with them having so much more experience than you, they can't hope to tip you over.
"3... 2... 1... GO," you bellow.
The three of them rush toward you, stomping their way over to slam their bellies into yours. As they collide with you, you laugh before you unleash a huge belch due to the impact. You shake your fat head and reach out to the three of them, shoving a couple of them off of you with easy while the third holds onto your gut to avoid falling. The two who you had pushed do stumble but catch themselves in order to come running at you. They slam into your sides and you shake your head as your body ripples from t hem slamming into you.
"C'mon, guys... you can do better," you grunt at them. "You fight each other all the time! There's no way you can't beat one simple sumo!"
They grunt and push on your body, not budging you a centimeter. The one in front of you finally gets annoyed enough to roar out and slam his fist into your belly. It sinks in and your gut swallows some of his forearm before you unleash a massive fart that shakes the entire locker room and fills it with your manly musk. You just laugh loudly at that and look down as the three on you cough and stumble around from the **** of your fart.
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